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Death is an equall doome To good and bad, the common In of rest.
Edmund Spenser
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Edmund Spenser
Died: 1599
Died: January 13
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Hasty wrath and heedless hazardy do breed repentance late and lasting infamy.
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But angels come to lead frail minds to rest in chaste desires, on heavenly beauty bound. You frame my thoughts, and fashion me within you stop my tongue, and teach my heart to speak.
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For next to Death is Sleepe to be compared Therefore his house is unto his annext: Here Sleepe, ther Richesse, and hel-gate them both betwext.
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And thus of all my harvest-hope I have Nought reaped but a weedye crop of care.
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She bathed with roses red, And violets blew. And all the sweetest flowres That in the forrest grew.
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For if good were not praised more than ill, None would chuse goodness of his own free will.
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So Orpheus did for his owne bride, So I unto my selfe alone will sing, The woods shall to me answer and my Eccho ring.
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Oft stumbles at a straw.
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Woe to the man that first did teach the cursed steel to bite in his own flesh, and make way to the living spirit!
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Men, when their actions succeed not as they would, are always ready to impute the blame thereof to heaven, so as to excuse their own follies.
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All that in this world is great or gay, Doth, as a vapor, vanish and decay.
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